Uncle Lou stood there with a deep face and did not dare to make another sound.

The power he had for many years was not what he dared to ask for, Mo Xian.

Mo Xian thought he could control all the old man's connections and resources.

That's just his self-conception.

Wait for the old man to vent.

He had to call that number again.

In his voice, there was a strong sense of guilt and anxiety:

"It was taken away by him, it was my negligence. I will find a way to save her.

Don’t worry, I said I will save her. If I live this life, I will let Ayu go back safely!”

At the end of the day, the old man's face turned red with anxiety.

I don't know what the person on the phone said.

He covered his chest, couldn't breathe, and the phone fell to the ground.

Uncle Lou immediately stepped forward and picked up the phone.

It was seen that the other party had hung up.

There was a sudden noisy crowd outside.

My brother comes in and informs:

"Uncle Qian is here."

Uncle Lou frowned, and just as he was about to say something, the old man cheered up and looked at Uncle Lou:

"Go, I know what he wants to do, let him bring Qin Yu back and let them bite the dog!"

Uncle Lou paused, responded without hesitation, turned around and left.

When he left the door, he smiled:

"Old Qian, what are you doing at this time?"

Uncle Qian smiled:

"I heard that Mo Xian actually snatched a woman from the old man. Am I the kind of person who sits silently?

Mo Xian’s wings are hard, and no one takes them seriously. If he doesn’t teach him a lesson, he doesn’t know how high the world is!

He even went back on his word for a woman, which means he didn't take the old man seriously at all!"

Uncle Lou sighed, looking helpless:

"Yes, I just told the old man that raising a tiger is a disaster. He is not willing to let a woman go. He is slapping the old man in the face openly!"

Uncle Qian had a look of recognition and shared the same hatred for the enemy:

"Yes, I can't bear this matter so much. He dares to open a dyeing workshop if he gives him three points of color. It's really unpredictable.

Laolou, we are all old men who are following the old man. Over the years, we have worked hard without credit and hard work. Without hard work, we have also been loyal and courageous!

How could we watch the old man be bullied at the age of his life? It was too much!”

Uncle Lou nodded in agreement, pulled Uncle Qian to the corner beside him, and whispered:

"The old man is in poor health recently. If you tell him about this, he may feel even more uncomfortable.

It’s better for you to do it for him. He will find out when he looks back and still think about you!"

Uncle Qian's eyes lit up, and then he was a little worried:

"I mean that, but I'm afraid that the old man would think I'm meddling in other people's business. You know that he hates his subordinates to interfere in his arrangements the most."

Uncle Lou smiled and calmed down:

"This time it's different. The old man didn't say anything. How can he gain a foothold in this industry in the future? He can't really let a young man steal his half-life fighting achievements, right?"

Uncle Qian nodded in agreement.

He felt like he was being sucked in chicken blood, and he was very excited:

"Reassure the old man, I must not watch our career fall into the hands of others!

I will definitely grab his stuff back!”

Uncle Lou nodded and spoke without any haste:

"In this way, after you kill Mo Xian, you will stay there and temporarily control the situation. I will watch for you here. The old man will naturally not settle the score later, but you have to send Miss Qin back in time to make him happy."

Uncle Qian smiled meaningfully:

"Okay, no problem!"

He didn't know that the older the old man was, he became more and more concerned about beauty.

But this is the best, what he wants is Mo Xian’s power.

As for women, he wants as much as he wants!

Uncle Qian left with a swaying look. Uncle Lou behind him gradually became cold, and then he turned around and went in.

The old man has recovered as before.

He slowly opened his eyes: "He's gone?"

Uncle Lou nodded: "Old Qian is a hot guy, I believe he will not return without success."

The old man chuckled: "He can't beat Mo Xian."

"Then you..."

The old man glanced at him: "He has been in contact with outsiders in private recently. If he can't teach me some lessons, he has to let Mo Xian know my attitude."

Uncle Qian's eyes tightened, nodded with a serious expression.

Everyone thought that the old man’s era was about to end, but unfortunately Mo Xian couldn’t hold on at all.

...

night.

Mo Xian was in a very good mood and drank a few drinks with everyone, and urged Qin Yu to drink some too.

Qin Yu was unwilling to drink, and she had to be vigilant at all times in such a tense and dangerous environment.

Although she looked at Guo Tong opposite her, she gave her face and drank several drinks with her.

There was a loud noise inside, and after she finished her meal, she didn't rush to go upstairs.

Not sleepy.

She walked around the huge living room. The air outside was humid and the inside was better.

Many people were still around the outside and kept their vigilance at all times, as they looked like they were young and powerful in the local area, aged 17 or 18.

She wanted to run away, it was impossible.

Just calmed down, she suddenly felt dazed.

It’s strange that the old man’s people came today.

She didn't know when she was so important.

Even if the person behind the old man said hello last time, can the old man give such face?

Who is the person behind that?

She can't figure it out.

He shouldn't be from the Su family, nor from the Fu family.

Then who else has such great energy?

Qin Yu was thinking, suddenly a beam of light reflected from outside the window swept across her eyes.

Her eyes were so thorny that she couldn't see clearly, and she subconsciously dodged.

Next second.

Suddenly I heard the dull sound of the engine, like countless cars running over.

She was surprised when she suddenly heard someone running in outside:

"No, Uncle Qian's people are here!"

Suddenly.

It was messy inside.

The reason why I knew it was Uncle Qian's man was because he was sitting in the car with a big belly and a string of beads on his hands. He was rich and full of momentum.

And he brought a full four cars of people, each of whom was well-equipped.

Suddenly, the firepower was fully opened.
To be continued...